Monsieur Hawkweed

Well it's a strange life

If you do it right

But if you do it fine

Yeah you'll just fall into

The motions backwards

That's a lot to swallow

A lot to muscle out

Oh this might sting

But I wanna say it that way

Can't you let me say it that way?

"Uhh, no!"

Well it's a strange sight

That I found

When you're at the plate

You won't swing for the fences with me

Now my friends

Don't look at me anymore

Oh this might sting

But I wanna say it

This might sting

But I wanna say it

And your cold tone

It won't change on account of me

And your cold tone

It won't change on account of knowin' me

Now it's a ghost town

Where I'm from

When you're gone

I'm getting lost in the front row

At your show

God I'm feeling awful

You kinda gave a side eye

When we talked, so

Don't worry, I'm going back home

I'm sayin' too much

I'm sick of this stuff

I'm sorry if

I'm coming off like

"Oh I wish you well

Nice to know you, go to hell"

But don't change

Don't change on account of me

I said don't change

Don't change on account of knowin' me